Samstag, 15. September 2012

I'm a mess

I'm a mess. A total mess because I feel for him.

 I’m in my bed now,  listening to The red jumpsuit Apparatus, one of my favorite band. I can never sleep nowadays. I can’t sleep or think or breathe or eat and it’s all because of him. He has got into my brain and my heart and there’s nothing I can do about it. I don't know him very much but I won’t stop until he’s mine. Or until he says he doesn’t want me and I’ll have to make a desperate try moving forward. That wouldn't be easy but life goes on...

He’s that kind of man who get all my attention when he speaks. I love his humor. He makes smile and the sad truth is that he doesn't know this. Also, his smell is like a drug and, obviously, I’m totally obsessed with him.

The thing is he’s not interested in being in a relationship. Or, I don't know but if so he'd react a diffrent way. Probably I am not the only one, probably he is talking so someone else, kissing someone else, I don't know.
This is making me jealous. I’ve never before in my tewntytwo year old life been jealous. But then, I’ve never felt like this for anyone before neither. This man is different, and he is making me crazy. He is making me a mess, a total mess, and I will wait for him. Even if it’ll break me.

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